Harry ran through about fifty nine different ways that he could handle and actually do this upcoming conversation with his friends. He had to tell them, and as soon as possible before they found out some other way…or saw him in second lesson cooing over Draco, petting his hair or just hugging him going by the way things had gone in the last twelve or more hours.
Out of interest the further away from Lucius's rooms he tried to find those old feelings that he had held for the two blondes. But he could come up with nothing except the warm, accepted, loved feeling of home and happiness that had been building since this morning. He could almost still feel Lucius's kisses against his lips, his mate's scent was still on him, surrounding him. He paused in the middle of the hallway. Apparently his mind was now not only supplying Draco as his young or kit, but was now highlighting Lucius as his mate.
Yup, he definitely had to tell them as soon as possible. As he started walking again he focused on the feeling of the twin balls of warmth and feeling that had formed in his chest, one for each of the Malfoy men. Everything had happened so fast, finding Draco, the pure anger and fury, the need to hurt, protect, stop. Severus finding him comforting Draco and leading him to his rooms and Lucius coming in. And then it clicked. Lucius was a fine thing to behold, handsome and basically breath taking. He had always known that, he had acknowledged it but buried it into the back of his mind.
And then the same place that was pulling the protective feelings for Draco and the need to look after him tugged him towards Lucius. Despite seeing the flurry of emotions that rolled through Lucius's eyes when he looked at Harry were put to the side, his own feelings and needs pushed aside to focus on his son when he was told what had happened. And that was when the last piece had clicked into place, the last reservation cleared from his mind and when it came to having to make the decision as to what relationship they could have, it had been shockingly and amazingly easy. His mind, or more likely his heart had told him that this was a chance, a chance to be totally and completely loved for exactly who he was, a chance at having a family, at having someone love him without being interested in his money, his fame or anything at all like that.
Lucius was offering him so much and all he wanted in return for it was for Harry to give him whatever he wanted, as little or as much as he wanted.
His chest felt a little tighter the further away that he got from Lucius and Draco, the worry that he felt for Draco and at being away from him so soon after he had nearly been…after what had happened, never mind the newness of his and Lucius's relationship. He could have quite happily have stayed in those rooms for the next few months.
When he stepped into the Gryffindor Common room it was completely deserted as he had expected, six o'clock in the morning was too early for any self respecting Gryffindor that hadn't found himself in bed at eight o'clock in the evening and actually going to sleep. Sucking in a deep breath he totally wasn't ready to do this but his time limit had him conjuring his patronus and sent it to get his friends.
He settled down onto the comfiest sofa in the Common room which was an over stuffed, battered, patch work red sofa right in front of the fire. He smiled as the fire burst to life before to his shock a timid looking house elf appeared. Going by what he knew about House elves this one seemed quite young.
"Gilly is being wanting to be congratulating Master Potter on his mating," Gilly curtseyed.
"Oh, thank you Gilly," Harry managed to smile despite his shock.
"A veela bonding is being a very special thing. Hogywarts is being shining brighter today because of it, even if she is being angry about what nearly be happening yesterday with the little veela," Missy squeaked.
